"Squadron 4! Everyone is here! Gather in 2 minutes! Destination, bathhouse!"

After watching "Xinwen Lianbo", it's time to take a bath again every day.

Taking the squadron as a unit, more than a hundred men from the 4th Squadron quickly went to find their own washbasins and towels to change their clothes.

And soap.

After a while, the men lined up and moved forward.

It is said that at the beginning, some female classmates from the south were so uncomfortable that they bathed with their clothes on.

The male classmates from the south were also stunned by this kind of battle.

As we all know, when everyone is honest with each other, in addition to the college entrance examination scores, there will be one more thing to look at each other.

Song Yang was very grateful.

What a huge amount of money, and it hasn’t been spent at all.

He held his soap tightly, after all, there were several men around him.

After washing quickly, Song Yang went outside and changed into summer clothes.

The weather is getting hotter. Although the female students are all wearing uniform clothes and it is hard to tell whether they are fat or thin, the exposed necks and arms in the summer uniforms are a sight that makes the eyes of the eighteen or nineteen-year-old male students shine.

After getting dressed, Song Yang looked in the mirror.

It cannot be said that he has bright eyes and white teeth, I can only say that he is extraordinary in appearance.

His hair is black and sharp, his lips are painted with vermilion, his eyes are like dots of paint, and his face is like a pile of flowers. He is brave and brave, has high ambition, and is endowed with intelligence. His appearance is natural and upright, and his temperament is outstanding and calm.

Song Yang was very satisfied and walked out of the bathhouse carrying the enamel basin.

Next to them, the female students from Squadron 2 were also queuing up, waiting for the people from Squadron 1 to come out. Song Yang reached out and touched the ends of his hair that were still wet, and looked over naturally.

They all have short, ear-length hair, which is a requirement of military training.

I know that there are always glances from one side of the male students to the other, and most of the female students are turning sideways, with their backs to one side but not completely to the other.

After all, it is also convenient for myself to take a quick look.

Falling in love is not allowed in military training, but it can't stand up to such a big campus.

Shimenzhuang Army Academy covers an area of ​​3.5 square kilometers, and there are two mountains in the school. After bathing and before turning off the lights, it is a day of relaxation time, so you can walk around.

Song Yang heard that a female classmate had fallen in love with a military student from the Army Academy, and he also knew that the instructor had caught a dating couple at a shooting range with few people at night.

At this time, the 3rd Squadron in the boys' team had already finished washing and left, and the 4th Squadron was also coming out one after another. The 1st Squadron in the girls' team had not yet assembled.

"Everyone in 1st Squadron is here! Our comrades in 2nd Squadron are still waiting. They will be assembled in 3 minutes!" The squadron leader of 1st Squadron looked at the time and started calling people.

The boys have almost finished washing two squadrons, but the girls have not finished washing one squadron.

The boys from Squadron 4 who had come out immediately looked with joy at the female classmates who were hurriedly leaving the women's bathhouse.

Everyone passed by with wet hair and the smell of soap. Some of them were holding a basin in one hand and tying unfinished buttons with the other.

Because the weather is no longer cold, naturally everyone wears the slippers issued by military training.

Song Yang looked at the male classmates with bright eyes and sighed: That's all, I have to dream more at night and leave something behind.

In the face of hormones, regardless of grades, the educated ones are even more irritated.

At this moment, a female classmate at the door of the bathhouse shouted to the back: "Qingxue, hurry up!"

Song Yang's heart suddenly moved and he looked over curiously.

I saw a slender figure behind the door of the women's bathhouse, bent over and busy with his hands in front of him, as if he was hurriedly fastening buttons.

Then, she bent down, picked up her basin, turned around, and her first move was to push her hair behind her ears.

Facing the light in the bathhouse, Song Yang saw a drop of water dripping onto her slender neck.

Because he was in a hurry, when he came down the stairs in his slippers, the beating in his summer clothes made Song Yang's eyes light up.

Only then did Song Yang see her face clearly.

Just out of the bath, her wet ear-length hair was like noodles in clear soup, and now she has naughtily left the shackles of her ears.

The clean face had a chin that others later envied, and there were water drops on the neck that had not been wiped off. The panicked eyes were embedded in the face. In the light from the bathhouse, the whole person looked like a plain white outline.

She pursed her lips and looked at the 4th Squadron, and her eyes happened to meet Song Yang. Seeing the meaningful eyes and smiling face, she immediately held the basin higher and lowered her head.

The feet wearing slippers were now digging into their toes, obviously feeling uncomfortable knowing that they were the center of attention.

As soon as he hid in the queue, he turned his back and passed.

Song Yang felt so wonderful that he really remembered the name this time.

…

Shen Qingxue, who returned to the dormitory, covered her ears and said, "Who wants to call and ask him to sing that song again? You shouldn't be incited to bet!"

"Okay, you won the bet. Later we will collect money to buy you the tape you asked for." Everyone in the dormitory sat at the long square table in the middle with their hands on it and looked at Shen Qingxue, "But why did you

Besides playing songs, did you also chat?"

Shen Qingxue picked up her pen and wrote her homework: "He said he would sing a song, so I started speaking!"

"Boys will find ways to ask a lot of questions, so that's why I just want to play songs!" She encouraged her to smile mischievously.

She couldn't write her homework, so she tapped the pen on the notebook and said: "Smile, smile, smile!"

But I don’t know why, but I only heard part of a nice song, and I couldn’t help but think about it when I was taking a shower at night.

All this was just because they said they were timid during the sleep-talk meeting yesterday, so they made a bet that today they would play the same game they had played before.

The girls started to talk a lot.

"Song Yang, we are from the Chinese Department."

Shen Qingxue was immediately dumbfounded.

"Wow, what does it look like? Tell me, tell me!"

There is no shortage of cheerful girls anywhere, not to mention those in the same major will take introductory classes together.

At this time, a girl looked at Shen Qingxue with a smile.

Thinking of them saying that she was too timid, Shen Qingxue said stubbornly: "Then... you can find him to finish singing the song yourself!"

"Really? Then I will go find Song Yang tomorrow." The girl was still smiling.

"...If you want to find it, just go find it." Shen Qingxue picked up the pen and continued to write her homework.

"This is Song Yang..." The girl teased the elder, glanced at Shen Qingxue, who had her head lowered, and said, "She seems to be from Lu Province. She is over 1.8 meters tall. She looks..."

The words paused here, and the other girls looked at Shen Qingxue with smiles.

Her ears gradually became redder and redder. Shen Qingxue closed the pen and closed the notebook, then went to the bed and lay down: "I think you guys are just bored! I just made a phone call, like something!"

"You look good..."

The words still reached Shen Qingxue's ears, and then the volume was lowered, as if she was whispering. Then, there were the low voices of several other people.

"Wow--"

"Really?"

"Then why haven't we heard of it?"

These surprising sounds made Shen Qingxue confused, but she still stubbornly faced the wall and thought nonsense.

"They all have shaved heads and are wearing military uniforms. Are you dazzled by this? The Chinese department is in the 4th Squadron. Why don't you look for a chance to check it out tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's check Qingxue first tomorrow. If Qingxue is still reserved, then I will give it a try! A talented Chinese major who can also write and sing songs. If it's like you said, wow..."

"What do you mean, you have to be on guard for me!" Shen Qingxue couldn't stand it any longer, so she turned over and yelled, "If any of you want to make a mistake, go ahead and whoever stops you will stop you!"

There was a lot of laughter in the dormitory.

In an era and age when this kind of emotion is still suppressed but the love interest is beginning to bloom, the first strokes of many horoscopes are provoked by others.

There are far less proactive people than there were later.

In the boys' dormitory, Song Yang listened to their discussion with the female classmates for a while and then said: "Old Dong, are you going back to Zhejiang Province during the summer vacation?"

"Where will I go if I don't come back? Why do you ask?"

"I was reading the newspaper today and saw that you have a factory in Zhejiang Province that made the first domestic BP machine."

"Really?" Dong Liming immediately became proud, "Our Zhejiang province is amazing!"

"...It's not you who did it." Some students complained.

Song Yang quickly got back to the topic: "When you return to Zhejiang Province, go to that factory and have a look? I want to do something to make some money during the summer vacation. Please help me ask about the purchase price."
Chapter completed!